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Peace.
Discord.
Serenity.
Disturbance.
Love.
Hate.
Order.
Chaos.
Stability.
Entropy.
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The Force was shaking. The immaterium was screaming. Bestride the non-physical, two Gods. Good and Evil in a final confrontation to decide the course of everyone. A gigantic burning star-dragon full of life stood unshackled for the first time facing a gaping maw of darkness from which nothing escaped. Here in this final encounter between Life and Death personified the future all would at last be settled.
…
Anakin Skywalker.
This is the focal point for the Titan of light finally released.
This is what life personified clings to in these final moments. Submitting everything to the Force but the name. He stands unmoving, unblinking, unfailing in the face of the screaming entity of Chaos he once thought a friend. In these moments of All-Encompassing awareness, he knows All, sees All, and yet what remains is peace, stillness, acceptance. And the name.
Anakin Skywalker.
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Sheev Palpatine.
This is the name this Dark God of Chaos has taken for himself.
The entropy in the center of this being is released, and he screams. The planet rumbles. The Galaxy shivers. At long last he shows himself, this incarnation of blood and horror, Domination personified. He rejoices in the terror his sheer presence inspires through All. Even the immaterial recoils in disgust from this would be tyrant of Death. And yet this is the final test. Before him stands Life itself and he knows, Death will consume Life this day and shall be its Master. This is the truth of all he has done. Today he will ascend to his rightful place as master of Life and Death.
Sheev Palpatine.
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Screaming, it hurts, Kill, Make it stop!, Consume, Help.
Ahsoka Tano cannot stop it. Everything hurts. She does everything but it wont stop. The Force is rupturing. The impossible is possible in light of the war being fought. Always she has been aware of her master in the back of her mind, but this is different. The Being she had known as Anakin Skywalker has shed its shell and she can feel the Force singing. But opposite this she feels the cosmic horror, touching everything, corrupting all, and its so loud…
She had always been able to tell that her master had… more than other Jedi. The connection Anakin Skywalker had to the force was something the order had never seen and never understood. The darkness surrounding everything during the war had never been as dark in the presence of her master who was a nebula of Light. And yet here and now she finally understood how impressive the control her master had over his presence. She could see now how the Father could have been without centuries of conflict on his shoulders.
But clashing against the Light was Darkness. Through the Force death and destruction had taken form and it was everywhere. A single crack in the Light was all it needed for eternal corruption to seep through, and it was unrelenting, no matter what she did she couldn’t escape the pain. Her entire Being was fighting the corruption that hammered on her mental defences and yet it wasn’t enough. She fought against the Eternal and she was losing.
But even as acceptance came into her being she felt lighter. In the war between Gods she could feel her master, reinforcing her shields. Protecting her even in the face of this Leviathan of Darkness. And he was everywhere, the Chosen One had ascended and with that the force had never felt so potent. Stretching out she could feel this never-ending battle occurring everywhere, no atom in the galaxy was left unbothered when Creation and Destruction fought the final eternal battle.
In these final moments Ahsoka Tano did what she had never done before. She prayed. To whatever would listen she offered her entirety to help Anakin Skywalker. Because she knew that Anakin Skywalker would spit in the face of Futility and Hopelessness and so would she.
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The Force was alive in a way it had never been before. Its Chosen One had realised the extent of his connection with his Creator and in these moments, he opened himself fully to it all. He was everywhere. Force users throughout the galaxy enjoyed his protection from the all-encompassing darkness that was Sheev Palpatine. Through them all a larger-than-life consciousness could be felt embracing them in safety and protection like they had never before felt from the Force.
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Jedi all over the galaxy could feel and understand what was happening. Obi-Wan could nothing but dry-heave from the pain of Palpatine but also knowing it was his brother standing as a lone bulwark in the face the Abomination. He could feel the creeping, seeping, oily blackness that was Palpatine spreading over the galaxy. Dimming even the brightest stars, threatening to swallow Life whole.
But in opposition to this he could feel Light of Anakin Skywalker. Finally striding through the stars as intended. Where the hammer of Darkness struck it met only the shield life and love that was Anakin Skywalker. Even as his own mind barely withstood the assault, he could feel the love of his Brother step in between to protect. And all over the galaxy he felt Jedi reach out. Offering all to the Titan of Light in the fight against Death itself.
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This is how it feels to be Mace Windu.
In this moment you finally come to believe. Standing in the office of the Chancellor you can only watch the final showdown of Gods. You understand the monolith of Battle you could become and yet here you are nothing. You watch Jedi and Sith duel with skill never before seen in the galaxy. But you understand this performance because you are a Jedi. You understand the real battle taking place in the realm of the metaphysical.
You stand in the center of the storm and watch a Black Hole at the peak pf his powers throw everything he has at his opponent. You watch the Nebula of Life meet the assault head on, not an inch is given. Here you understand what force of nature came into your life so many years ago and you can do nothing. You only watch. Later you will be mad for your passivity but in the here and now you can only watch, worried for who once was Anakin Skywalker.
But as you observe you see how the Darkness falters. The assault is unrelenting but the will behind it is failing. Godhood was never meant for mortal comprehension. And as you watch it unfold in the spiritual realm you notice the most important thing of all. Skywalker. Throughout it all this personification of Life had stood unfailing. Even in the face of Death the power of Skywalker had stood unmoving. Never yielding. The concept was foreign to a being such as he. No, Skywalker was getting stronger. Even as the Dark consumed the Light only grew. Here you knew, you stood witness to a God. Everything you ever believed of the Jedi and the Force finally confirmed through this being currently giving All in a fight for Life itself.
And as you stand in awe from the grandeur of the Force. Skywalker takes a step forward.